Give Me Love Z.M

"I'll do anything to protect you, no matter what." he whispers. I wrap my arms around him pulling him into a hug and he places his chin on my shoulder. "It's not your job to." I whisper back into his neck. "Well it is now." ~~~~~~ Zayn Malik is the new student at my high school. Things start happening between us. Is it true love? I don't know. I've never been in love with someone.


4. I know what I'm doing


Next Morning
My loud alarm wakes me from my slumber, I look around my room frantically trying to find my phone so I could turn the song off. I hit stop when I finally find it.  
I grab some skinny jeans, and a concert t-shirt, along with a jumper.
I run into the bathroom quickly applying makeup, and straightening my hair.  I hop down the stairs on one foot, trying to put on my shoes. I'm not very much of a morning person. 
I grab my school bag and an apple to eat along the way, 
I check my appearance in the hall mirror one last time and walk outside slamming the door behind me. 
As I walk down the street there's a loud honk behind me. I turn around shocked to see its the same black car as yesterday. He stops the car and rolls down the window. "Are you stalking me?" I ask trying to hide the big smile on my face. "Nope I just happened to drive by at the right time." I nod my head slowly acting like I believed him. "Do you want a ride?" "Sure, I hate walking." I walk around the side of the car getting in.  "You look lovely today." He says smiling at me.  "Thanks." Zayn was wearing a black shirt and black jeans, I could see all of the ink perfectly on his arms. I was suddenly very interested in them. I grab his arm turning it around and tracing one of the tattoos. "Can I have my arm back now." He chuckles at me. "Sorry." 
I say my cheeks heating up. "Do you have them anywhere else?" I ask. "Yeah I have one down here."
He points close to his hips. "And some up here." He says pointing just below his collarbone. "Do you like tattoos?" He asks taking his eyes off the road and looking over at me. "Yeah I do." I say biting my lip and looking at his arm once more. We pull into the school and Zayn runs around opening my door. "Thanks."
 It creeps me out every time he does that. I throw my book bag on my shoulder and almost drop it because it was so heavy. "Here love I've got it." Zayn says trying to grab it from me.  "No I've got it." I say moving his arm away. "Come on, just let me have it." I sigh in defeat. He carries it with one arm, no sweat. I go to my locker and spot Michael across the hall, he catches my gaze and gives me smirk. I quickly look away as Zayn appears beside me holding out my bag. I shove it into my locker and slam it shut.  
"Babe!" Michael shouts waving his hand. I look over and was about to walk over when Zayn grabs onto my arm. "Are you really going back to him? He shoved your best friend in a fucking locker yesterday!" 
"Trust me I know what I'm doing."
 I whisper removing his arm. I storm over to Michael. "I knew you'd still wa-" Before he could finish his sentence I slap him across the face. "Don't ever come near me or my friends again!" I walk away feeling like a ton of weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Zayn stands leaning against a locker with the biggest smile plastered across his face. "I told you I knew what I was doing." I say lightly nudging his arm. 


Authors Note*

So yeah I finally am done with Michael! Thanks for all the comments! :)

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